The Life of King Henry the Eight.Man.Alas I know not, how gets the Tide in?As much as one sound Cudgell of foure foote,
[3085]
(You see the poore remainder) could distribute,I made no spare Sir.Port.You did nothing Sir.Man.I am not
Sampson, nor Sir
Guy, nor
Colebrand,
To mow 'em downe before me: but if I spar'd any
[3090]
That had a head to hit, either young or old,He or shee, Cuckold or Cuckold‑maker:Let me ne're hope to see a Chine againe,And that I would not for a Cow, God saue her.Within.Do you heare
M.
Master Porter?
Port.
[3095]
I shall be with you presently, good
M.
MasterPuppy,
Keepe the dore close Sirha.Man.What would you haue me doe?Por.What should you doe,
But knock 'em downe by th'dozens? Is this More fields
[3100]
to muster in? Or haue wee some strange Indian with the
great
Toole, come to Court, the women so besiege vs?
Blesse me, what a fry of Fornication is at dore
? On my
Christian Conscience this one Christening will beget a
thousand, here will bee Father, God‑father, and all to
[3105]
gether.
Man.
The Spoones will be the bigger Sir: There is
a fellow somewhat neere the doore, he should be a Brasi
er by his face, for o' my conscience twenty of the Dog
dayes now reigne in's Nose; all that stand about him are
[3110]
vnder the Line, they need no other pennance: that Fire
Drake did I hit three times on the head, and three times
was his Nose discharged against mee; hee stands there
like a Morter‑piece to blow vs. There was a Habberda
shers Wife of small wit, neere him, that rail'd vpon me,
[3115]
till her pinck'd porrenger fell off her head, for kindling
such a combustion in the State. I mist the Meteor once,
and hit that Woman, who cryed out Clubbes, when I
might see from farre, some forty Truncheoners draw to
her succour, which were the hope o'th'Strond where she
[3120]
was quartered; they fell on, I made good my place; at
length they came to th'broome staffe to me, I defide 'em
stil, when sodainly a File of Boyes behind 'em, loose shot,
deliuer'd such a showre of Pibbles, that I was faine
to draw mine Honour in, and let 'em win the Worke, the
[3125]
Diuell was amongst 'em I thinke surely.
Por.
These are the youths that thunder at a Playhouse,
and fight for bitten Apples, that no Audience but the
tribulation of Tower Hill, or the Limbes of Limehouse,
their deare Brothers are able to endure. I haue some of
[3130]
'em in
Limbo Patrum, and there they are like to dance
these three dayes; besides the running Banquet of two
Beadles, that is to come.
Enter Lord Chamberlaine.Cham.Mercy o'me: what a Multitude are heere?They grow still too; from all Parts they are comming,
[3135]
As if we kept a Faire heere? Where are these Porters
?These lazy knaues? Y'haue made a fine hand fellowes?Theres a trim rabble let in: are all theseYour faithfull friends o'th'Suburbs? We shall haueGreat store of roome no doubt, left for the Ladies,
[3140]
When they passe backe from the Christening?Por.And't please your Honour,We are but men; and what so many may doe,Not being torne a pieces, we haue done:An Army cannot rule 'em.Cham.
[3145]
As I liue,If the King blame me for't; Ile lay ye all
By th'heeles, and sodainly: and on your headsClap round Fines for neglect: y'are lazy knaues,And heere ye lye baiting of Bombards, when
[3150]
Ye should doe Seruice. Harke the Trumpets sound,Th'are come already from the Christening,Go breake among the preasse, and finde away outTo let the Troope passe fairely; or Ile findeA Marshallsey, shall hold ye play these two Monthes.Por.
[3155]
Make way there, for the Princesse.Man.You great fellow,Stand close vp, or Ile make your head ake.Por.You i'th'Chamblet, get vp o'th'raile,Ile pecke you o're the pales else.Exeunt.
Scena Quarta.
[Act 5, Scene 5]
Enter Trumpets sounding: Then two Aldermen, L. Maior,
Garter, Cranmer, Duke of Norfolke with his Marshals
Staffe, Duke of Suffolke, two Noblemen, bearing great
standing Bowles for the Christening Guifts: Then foure
Noblemen bearing a Canopy, under which the Dutchesse of
Norfolke, Godmother, bearing the Childe richly habited in
a Mantle, &c. Traine borne by a Lady: Then followes
the Marchionesse Dorset, the other Godmother, and La
dies. The Troope passe once about the Stage, and Gar
ter speakes.
Gart.
[3160]
HeauenFrom thy endlesse goodnesse, send prosperous life,Long, and euer happie, to the high and MightyPrincesse of England
Elizabeth.
Flourish. Enter King and Guard.Cran.And to your Royall Grace, & the good Queen,
[3165]
My Noble Partners, and my selfe thus prayAll comfort, ioy in this most gracious Lady,Heauen euer laid vp to make Parents happy,May hourely fall vpon ye.Kin.Thanke you good Lord Archbishop:
[3170]
What is her Name
?Cran.Elizabeth.Kin.Stand vp Lord,With this Kisse, take my Blessing: God protect thee,into whose hand, I giue thy Life.Cran.
[3175]
Amen.Kin.My Noble Gossips, y'haue beene too Prodigall;I thanke ye heartily: So shall this Lady,When she ha's so much English.Cran.Let me speake Sir,
[3180]
For Heauen now bids me; and the words I vtter,Let none thinke Flattery; for they'l finde 'em Truth.This Royall Infant, Heauen still moue about her;Though in her Cradle; yet now promisesVpon this Land a thousand thousand Blessings,
[3185]
Which Time shall bring to ripenesse: She shall be,(But few now liuing can behold that goodnesse)A Patterne to all Princes liuing with her,And all that shall succeed:
Saba was neuer
More couetous of Wisedome, and faire Vertue
[3190]
Then this pure Soule shall be. All Princely GracesThat mould vp such a mighty Piece as this is,With all the Vertues that attend the good,Shall still be doubled on her. Truth shall Nurse her,Holy
[Act 5, Scene 3]
A Councell Table brought in with Chayres and Stooles, and
placed vnder the State. Enter Lord Chancellour, places
himselfe at the vpper end of the Table, on the left hand: A
Seate being left void aboue him, as for Canterburies Seate.
Duke of Suffolke, Duke of Norfolke, Surrey, Lord Cham
berlaine, Gardiner, seat themselues in Order on each side.
Cromwell at lower end, as Secretary.
Chan.Speake to the businesse,
M.
Master Secretary;
Why are we met in Councell?Crom.Please your Honours,The chiefe cause concernes his Grace of
Canterbury.
Gard.
[2860]
Ha's he had knowledge of it?Crom.Yes.Norf.Who waits there?Keep.Without my Noble Lords?Gard.Yes.Keep.
[2865]
My Lord Archbishop:And ha's done halfe an houre to know your pleasures.Chan.Let him come in.Keep.Your Grace may enter now.Cranmer approches the Councell Table.Chan.My good Lord Archbishop, I'm very sorry
[2870]
To sit heere at this present, and beholdThat Chayre stand empty: But we all are menIn our owne natures fraile, and capableOf our flesh, few are Angels; out of which frailtyAnd want of wisedome, you that best should teach vs,
[2875]
Haue misdemean'd your selfe, and not a little:Toward the King first, then his Lawes, in fillingThe whole Realme, by your teaching & your Chaplaines(For so we are inform'd) with new opinions,Diuers and dangerous; which are Heresies;
[2880]
And not reform'd, may proue pernicious.Gard.Which Reformation must be sodaine tooMy Noble Lords; for those that tame wild Horses,Pace 'em not in their hands to make 'em gentle;But stop their mouthes with stubborn Bits & spurre 'em,
[2885]
Till they obey the mannage. If we sufferOut of our easinesse and childish pittyTo one mans Honour, this contagious sicknesse;Farewell all Physicke: and what followes then?Commotions, vprores, with a generall Taint
[2890]
Of the whole State; as of late dayes our neighbours,The vpper
Germany can deerely witnesse:
Yet freshly pittied in our memories.Cran.My good Lords; Hitherto, in all the ProgresseBoth of my Life and Office, I haue labour'd,
[2895]
And with no little study, that thy teachingAnd the strong course of my Authority,Might goe one way, and safely; and the endWas euer to doe well: nor is there liuing,(I speake it with a single heart, my Lords)
[2900]
A man that more detests, more stirres against,Both in his priuate Conscience, and his place,Defacers of a publique peace then I doe:Pray Heauen the King may neuer find a heartWith lesse Allegeance in it. Men that make
[2905]
Enuy, and crooked malice, nourishment;Dare bite the best. I doe beseech your Lordships,That in this case of Iustice, my Accusers,Be what they will, may stand forth face to face,And freely vrge against me.Suff.
[2910]
Nay, my Lord,That cannot be; you are a Counsellor,And by that vertue no man dare accuse you.Gard.My Lord, because we haue busines of more mo
(ment,
We will be short with you. 'Tis his Highnesse pleasure
[2915]
And our consent, for better tryall of you,From hence you be committed to the Tower,Where being but a priuate man againe,You shall know many dare accuse you boldly,More then (I feare) you are prouided for.Cran.
[2920]
Ah my good Lord of
Winchester: I thanke you,
You are alwayes my good Friend, if your will passe,I shall both finde your Lordship, Iudge and Iuror,You are so mercifull. I see your end,'Tis my vndoing. Loue and meekenesse, Lord
[2925]
Become a Churchman, better then Ambition:Win straying Soules with modesty againe,Cast none away: That I shall cleere my selfe,Lay all the weight ye can vpon my patience,I make as little doubt as you doe conscience,
[2930]
In doing dayly wrongs. I could say more,But reuerence to your calling, makes me modest.Gard.My Lord, my Lord, you are a Sectary,That's the plaine truth; your painted glosse discouersTo men that vnderstand you, words and weaknesse.Crom.
[2935]
My Lord of
Winchester, y'are a little,
By your good fauour, too sharpe; Men of Noble,How euer faultly, yet should finde respectFor what they haue beene: 'tis a cruelty,To load a falling man.Gard.
[2940]
Good
M.
Master Secretary,
I cry your Honour mercie; you may worstOf all this Table say so.Crom.Why my Lord?Gard.Doe not I know you for a Fauourer
[2945]
Of this new Sect? ye are not sound.Crom.Not sound?Gard.Not sound I say.Crom.Would you were halfe so honest:Mens prayers then would seeke you, not their feares.Gard.
[2950]
I shall remember this bold Language.Crom.Doe.Remember your bold life too.Cham.This is too much;Forbeare for shame my Lords.Gard.
[2955]
I haue done.Crom.And I.Cham.Then thus for you my Lord, it stands agreedI take it, by all voyces: That forthwith,You be conuaid to th'Tower a Prisoner;
[2960]
There to remaine till the Kings further pleasureBe knowne vnto vs: are you all agreed Lords.All.We are.Cran.Is there no other way of mercy,But I must needs to th'Tower my Lords?Gard.
[2965]
What other,Would you expect? You are strangely troublesome:Let some o'th'Guard be ready there.Enter the Guard.Cran.For me?Must I goe like a Traytor thither?Gard.
[2970]
Receiue him,And see him safe i'th'Tower.Cran.Stay good my Lords,I haue a little yet to say. Looke there my Lords,By vertue of that Ring, I take my cause
[2975]
Out of the gripes of cruell men, and giue itTo a most Noble Iudge, the King my Maister.Cham.This is the Kings Ring.Sur.'Tis no counterfeit.Suff.'Ts the right Ring, by Heau'n: I told ye all,
[2980]
When we first put this dangerous stone a rowling,'Twold fall vpon our selues.Norf.Doe you thinke my LordsThe King will suffer but the little fingerOf this man to be vex'd
?Cham.
[2985]
Tis now too certaine;How much more is his Life in value with him
?Would I were fairely out on't.Crom.My mind gaue me,In seeking tales and Informations
[2990]
Against this man, whose honesty the DiuellAnd his Disciples onely enuy at,Ye blew the fire that burnes ye: now haue at ye.Enter King frowning on them, takes his Seate.Gard.Dread Soueraigne,How much are we bound to Heauen,
[2995]
In dayly thankes; that gaue vs such a Prince;Not onely good and wise, but most religious:One that in all obedience, makes the ChurchThe cheefe ayme of his Honour, and to strengthenThat holy duty out of deare respect,
[3000]
His Royall selfe in Iudgement comes to heareThe cause betwixt her, and this great offender.Kin.You were euer good at sodaine Commendations,Bishop of
Winchester. But know I come not
To heare such flattery now, and in my presence
[3005]
They are too thin, and base to hide offences,To me you cannot reach. You play the Spaniell,And thinke with wagging of your tongue to win me:But whatsoere thou tak'st me for; I'm sureThou hast a cruell Nature and a bloody.
[3010]
Good man sit downe: Now let me see the proudestHee, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee.By all that's holy, he had better starue,Then but once thinke his place becomes thee not.Sur.May it please your Grace;—Kin.
[3015]
No Sir, it doe's not please me,I had thought, I had had men of some vnderstanding,And wisedome of my Councell; but I finde none:Was it discretion Lords, to let this man,This good man (few of you deserue that Title)
[3020]
This honest man, wait like a lowsie Foot‑boyAt Chamber dore? and one, as great as you are?Why, what a shame was this? Did my CommissionBid ye so farre forget your selues? I gaue yePower, as he was a Counsellour to try him,
[3025]
Not as a Groome: There's some of ye, I see,More out of Malice then Integrity,Would trye him to the vtmost, had ye meane,Which ye shall neuer haue while I liue.Chan.Thus farre
[3030]
My most dread Soueraigne, may it like your Grace,To let my tongue excuse all. What was purpos'dConcerning his Imprisonment, was rather(If there be faith in men) meant for his Tryall,And faire purgation to the world then malice,
[3035]
I'm sure in me.Kin.Well, well my Lords respect him,Take him, and vse him well; hee's worthy of it.I will say thus much for him, if a PrinceMay be beholding to a Subiect; I
[3040]
Am for his loue and seruice, so to him.Make me no more adoe, but all embrace him;Be friends for shame my Lords: My Lord of
CanterburyI haue a Suite which you must not deny mee.That is, a faire young Maid that yet wants Baptisme,
[3045]
You must be Godfather, and answere for her.Cran.The greatest Monarch now aliue may gloryIn such an honour: how may I deserue it,That am a poore and humble Subiect to you?Kin.
Come, come my Lord, you'd spare your spoones;
[3050]
You shall haue two noble Partners with you: the old
Duchesse of
Norfolke, and Lady Marquesse
Dorset? will
these please you?
Once more my Lord of
Winchester, I charge you
Embrace, and loue this man.Gard.
[3055]
With a true heart,And Brother; loue I doe it.Cran.And let HeauenWitnesse how deare, I hold this Confirmation.Kin.Good Man, those ioyfull teares shew thy true
(hearts,
[3060]
The common voyce I see is verifiedOf thee, which sayes thus: Doe my Lord of
CanterburyA shrewd turne, and hee's your friend for euer:Come Lords, we trifle time away: I longTo haue this young one made a Christian.
[3065]
As I haue made ye one Lords, one remaine:So I grow stronger, you more Honour gaine.Exeunt.
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<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
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<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2860">Ha's he had knowledge of it?</l>
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<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2861">Yes.</l>
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<speaker rend="italic">Norf.</speaker>
<l n="2862">Who waits there?</l>
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<sp who="#F-h8-kee">
<speaker rend="italic">Keep.</speaker>
<l n="2863">Without my Noble Lords?</l>
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<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2864">Yes.</l>
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<sp who="#F-h8-kee">
<speaker rend="italic">Keep.</speaker>
<l n="2865">My Lord Archbishop:</l>
<l n="2866">And ha's done halfe an houre to know your pleasures.</l>
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<sp who="#F-h8-chn">
<speaker rend="italic">Chan.</speaker>
<l n="2867">Let him come in.</l>
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<speaker rend="italic">Keep.</speaker>
<l n="2868">Your Grace may enter now.</l>
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<speaker rend="italic">Chan.</speaker>
<l n="2869">My good Lord Archbishop, I'm very sorry</l>
<l n="2870">To sit heere at this present, and behold</l>
<l n="2871">That Chayre stand empty: But we all are men</l>
<l n="2872">In our owne natures fraile, and capable</l>
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<l n="2874">And want of wisedome, you that best should teach vs,</l>
<l n="2875">Haue misdemean'd your selfe, and not a little:</l>
<l n="2876">Toward the King first, then his Lawes, in filling</l>
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<l n="2878">(For so we are inform'd) with new opinions,</l>
<l n="2879">Diuers and dangerous; which are Heresies;</l>
<l n="2880">And not reform'd, may proue pernicious.</l>
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<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2881">Which Reformation must be sodaine too</l>
<l n="2882">My Noble Lords; for those that tame wild Horses,</l>
<l n="2883">Pace 'em not in their hands to make 'em gentle;</l>
<l n="2884">But stop their mouthes with stubborn Bits & spurre 'em,</l>
<l n="2885">Till they obey the mannage. If we suffer</l>
<l n="2886">Out of our easinesse and childish pitty</l>
<l n="2887">To one mans Honour, this contagious sicknesse;</l>
<l n="2888">Farewell all Physicke: and what followes then?</l>
<l n="2889">Commotions, vprores, with a generall Taint</l>
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<l n="2892">Yet freshly pittied in our memories.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cra">
<speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
<l n="2893">My good Lords; Hitherto, in all the Progresse</l>
<l n="2894">Both of my Life and Office, I haue labour'd,</l>
<l n="2895">And with no little study, that thy teaching</l>
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<l n="2896">And the strong course of my Authority,</l>
<l n="2897">Might goe one way, and safely; and the end</l>
<l n="2898">Was euer to doe well: nor is there liuing,</l>
<l n="2899">(I speake it with a single heart, my Lords)</l>
<l n="2900">A man that more detests, more stirres against,</l>
<l n="2901">Both in his priuate Conscience, and his place,</l>
<l n="2902">Defacers of a publique peace then I doe:</l>
<l n="2903">Pray Heauen the King may neuer find a heart</l>
<l n="2904">With lesse Allegeance in it. Men that make</l>
<l n="2905">Enuy, and crooked malice, nourishment;</l>
<l n="2906">Dare bite the best. I doe beseech your Lordships,</l>
<l n="2907">That in this case of Iustice, my Accusers,</l>
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<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suff.</speaker>
<l n="2910">Nay, my Lord,</l>
<l n="2911">That cannot be; you are a Counsellor,</l>
<l n="2912">And by that vertue no man dare accuse you.</l>
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<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2913">My Lord, because we haue busines of more mo
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<pc rend="turnover">(</pc>ment,</l>
<l n="2914">We will be short with you. 'Tis his Highnesse pleasure</l>
<l n="2915">And our consent, for better tryall of you,</l>
<l n="2916">From hence you be committed to the Tower,</l>
<l n="2917">Where being but a priuate man againe,</l>
<l n="2918">You shall know many dare accuse you boldly,</l>
<l n="2919">More then (I feare) you are prouided for.</l>
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<sp who="#F-h8-cra">
<speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
<l n="2920">Ah my good Lord of<hi rend="italic">Winchester</hi>: I thanke you,</l>
<l n="2921">You are alwayes my good Friend, if your will passe,</l>
<l n="2922">I shall both finde your Lordship, Iudge and Iuror,</l>
<l n="2923">You are so mercifull. I see your end,</l>
<l n="2924">'Tis my vndoing. Loue and meekenesse, Lord</l>
<l n="2925">Become a Churchman, better then Ambition:</l>
<l n="2926">Win straying Soules with modesty againe,</l>
<l n="2927">Cast none away: That I shall cleere my selfe,</l>
<l n="2928">Lay all the weight ye can vpon my patience,</l>
<l n="2929">I make as little doubt as you doe conscience,</l>
<l n="2930">In doing dayly wrongs. I could say more,</l>
<l n="2931">But reuerence to your calling, makes me modest.</l>
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<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2932">My Lord, my Lord, you are a Sectary,</l>
<l n="2933">That's the plaine truth; your painted glosse discouers</l>
<l n="2934">To men that vnderstand you, words and weaknesse.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2935">My Lord of<hi rend="italic">Winchester</hi>, y'are a little,</l>
<l n="2936">By your good fauour, too sharpe; Men of Noble,</l>
<l n="2937">How euer faultly, yet should finde respect</l>
<l n="2938">For what they haue beene: 'tis a cruelty,</l>
<l n="2939">To load a falling man.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2940">Good<choice>
<abbr>M.</abbr>
<expan>Master</expan>
</choice>Secretary,</l>
<l n="2941">I cry your Honour mercie; you may worst</l>
<l n="2942">Of all this Table say so.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2943">Why my Lord?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2944">Doe not I know you for a Fauourer</l>
<l n="2945">Of this new Sect? ye are not sound.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2946">Not sound?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2947">Not sound I say.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2948">Would you were halfe so honest:</l>
<l n="2949">Mens prayers then would seeke you, not their feares.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2950">I shall remember this bold Language.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2951">Doe.</l>
<l n="2952">Remember your bold life too.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-chm">
<speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
<l n="2953">This is too much;</l>
<l n="2954">Forbeare for shame my Lords.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2955">I haue done.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2956">And I.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-chm">
<speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
<l n="2957">Then thus for you my Lord, it stands agreed</l>
<l n="2958">I take it, by all voyces: That forthwith,</l>
<l n="2959">You be conuaid to th'Tower a Prisoner;</l>
<l n="2960">There to remaine till the Kings further pleasure</l>
<l n="2961">Be knowne vnto vs: are you all agreed Lords.</l>
</sp>
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<cb n="1"/>
<sp who="#F-h8-all">
<speaker rend="italic">All.</speaker>
<l n="2962">We are.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cra">
<speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
<l n="2963">Is there no other way of mercy,</l>
<l n="2964">But I must needs to th'Tower my Lords?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2965">What other,</l>
<l n="2966">Would you expect? You are strangely troublesome:</l>
<l n="2967">Let some o'th'Guard be ready there.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter the Guard.</stage>
<sp who="#F-h8-cra">
<speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
<l n="2968">For me?</l>
<l n="2969">Must I goe like a Traytor thither?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2970">Receiue him,</l>
<l n="2971">And see him safe i'th'Tower.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cra">
<speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
<l n="2972">Stay good my Lords,</l>
<l n="2973">I haue a little yet to say. Looke there my Lords,</l>
<l n="2974">By vertue of that Ring, I take my cause</l>
<l n="2975">Out of the gripes of cruell men, and giue it</l>
<l n="2976">To a most Noble Iudge, the King my Maister.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-chm">
<speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
<l n="2977">This is the Kings Ring.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2978">'Tis no counterfeit.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suff.</speaker>
<l n="2979">'Ts the right Ring, by Heau'n: I told ye all,</l>
<l n="2980">When we first put this dangerous stone a rowling,</l>
<l n="2981">'Twold fall vpon our selues.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Norf.</speaker>
<l n="2982">Doe you thinke my Lords</l>
<l n="2983">The King will suffer but the little finger</l>
<l n="2984">Of this man to be vex'd<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-chm">
<speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
<l n="2985">Tis now too certaine;</l>
<l n="2986">How much more is his Life in value with him<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
<l n="2987">Would I were fairely out on't.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2988">My mind gaue me,</l>
<l n="2989">In seeking tales and Informations</l>
<l n="2990">Against this man, whose honesty the Diuell</l>
<l n="2991">And his Disciples onely enuy at,</l>
<l n="2992">Ye blew the fire that burnes ye: now haue at ye.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter King frowning on them, takes his Seate.</stage>
<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="2993">Dread Soueraigne,</l>
<l n="2994">How much are we bound to Heauen,</l>
<l n="2995">In dayly thankes; that gaue vs such a Prince;</l>
<l n="2996">Not onely good and wise, but most religious:</l>
<l n="2997">One that in all obedience, makes the Church</l>
<l n="2998">The cheefe ayme of his Honour, and to strengthen</l>
<l n="2999">That holy duty out of deare respect,</l>
<l n="3000">His Royall selfe in Iudgement comes to heare</l>
<l n="3001">The cause betwixt her, and this great offender.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
<l n="3002">You were euer good at sodaine Commendations,</l>
<l n="3003">Bishop of<hi rend="italic">Winchester</hi>. But know I come not</l>
<l n="3004">To heare such flattery now, and in my presence</l>
<l n="3005">They are too thin, and base to hide offences,</l>
<l n="3006">To me you cannot reach. You play the Spaniell,</l>
<l n="3007">And thinke with wagging of your tongue to win me:</l>
<l n="3008">But whatsoere thou tak'st me for; I'm sure</l>
<l n="3009">Thou hast a cruell Nature and a bloody.</l>
<l n="3010">Good man sit downe: Now let me see the proudest</l>
<l n="3011">Hee, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee.</l>
<l n="3012">By all that's holy, he had better starue,</l>
<l n="3013">Then but once thinke his place becomes thee not.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-srv">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="3014">May it please your Grace;—</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
<l n="3015">No Sir, it doe's not please me,</l>
<l n="3016">I had thought, I had had men of some vnderstanding,</l>
<l n="3017">And wisedome of my Councell; but I finde none:</l>
<l n="3018">Was it discretion Lords, to let this man,</l>
<l n="3019">This good man (few of you deserue that Title)</l>
<l n="3020">This honest man, wait like a lowsie Foot‑boy</l>
<l n="3021">At Chamber dore? and one, as great as you are?</l>
<l n="3022">Why, what a shame was this? Did my Commission</l>
<l n="3023">Bid ye so farre forget your selues? I gaue ye</l>
<l n="3024">Power, as he was a Counsellour to try him,</l>
<cb n="2"/>
<l n="3025">Not as a Groome: There's some of ye, I see,</l>
<l n="3026">More out of Malice then Integrity,</l>
<l n="3027">Would trye him to the vtmost, had ye meane,</l>
<l n="3028">Which ye shall neuer haue while I liue.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-chn">
<speaker rend="italic">Chan.</speaker>
<l n="3029">Thus farre</l>
<l n="3030">My most dread Soueraigne, may it like your Grace,</l>
<l n="3031">To let my tongue excuse all. What was purpos'd</l>
<l n="3032">Concerning his Imprisonment, was rather</l>
<l n="3033">(If there be faith in men) meant for his Tryall,</l>
<l n="3034">And faire purgation to the world then malice,</l>
<l n="3035">I'm sure in me.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
<l n="3036">Well, well my Lords respect him,</l>
<l n="3037">Take him, and vse him well; hee's worthy of it.</l>
<l n="3038">I will say thus much for him, if a Prince</l>
<l n="3039">May be beholding to a Subiect; I</l>
<l n="3040">Am for his loue and seruice, so to him.</l>
<l n="3041">Make me no more adoe, but all embrace him;</l>
<l n="3042">Be friends for shame my Lords: My Lord of<hi rend="italic">Canterbury</hi>
</l>
<l n="3043">I haue a Suite which you must not deny mee.</l>
<l n="3044">That is, a faire young Maid that yet wants Baptisme,</l>
<l n="3045">You must be Godfather, and answere for her.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cra">
<speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
<l n="3046">The greatest Monarch now aliue may glory</l>
<l n="3047">In such an honour: how may I deserue it,</l>
<l n="3048">That am a poore and humble Subiect to you?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
<p n="3049">Come, come my Lord, you'd spare your spoones;
<lb n="3050"/>You shall haue two noble Partners with you: the old
<lb n="3051"/>Duchesse of<hi rend="italic">Norfolke</hi>, and Lady Marquesse<hi rend="italic">Dorset</hi>? will
<lb n="3052"/>these please you?</p>
<l n="3053">Once more my Lord of<hi rend="italic">Winchester</hi>, I charge you</l>
<l n="3054">Embrace, and loue this man.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-grd">
<speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
<l n="3055">With a true heart,</l>
<l n="3056">And Brother; loue I doe it.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cra">
<speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
<l n="3057">And let Heauen</l>
<l n="3058">Witnesse how deare, I hold this Confirmation.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
<l n="3059">Good Man, those ioyfull teares shew thy true
<lb rend="turnover"/>
<pc rend="turnover">(</pc>hearts,</l>
<l n="3060">The common voyce I see is verified</l>
<l n="3061">Of thee, which sayes thus: Doe my Lord of<hi rend="italic">Canterbury</hi>
</l>
<l n="3062">A shrewd turne, and hee's your friend for euer:</l>
<l n="3063">Come Lords, we trifle time away: I long</l>
<l n="3064">To haue this young one made a Christian.</l>
<l n="3065">As I haue made ye one Lords, one remaine:</l>
<l n="3066">So I grow stronger, you more Honour gaine.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
</div>
